Lyra masturbation and Bon Bon's discovery

"Laundry Day!"

Lyra barged into Bon Bon's room with vigor, cheering the mundane activity that she did weekly with her friend/lover. They'd moved in together a month or so ago and the novelty of the arrangement still made Lyra's heart tingle with excitement.

Her grin drooped a bit as she realized Bon Bon wasn't in the room.

And Lyra had been so sure she'd find her here.

Shrugging to herself, Lyra began to wander the room, looking for things that needed to be gathered for the laundromat trip tonight. If Bon Bon wasn't here to help, then Lyra would just have to do a little digging. She was sure Bon Bon wouldn't mind. They did live together after all, though they didn't always share a bed.

Oh but the nights they did share one of the beds, Lyra thought to herself with a grin, heart fluttering as she thought of the warm pony she so loved to hold tight. And the perfume she wore! Oh, such a rich, hot scent that made Lyra melt a little every time she smelled it.

Gathering a few socks and a pair of stockings, Lyra opened a drawer to find a small row of bottles inside.

Curious, she took one that held a dark gold liquid inside a sturdy looking glass bottle with a heavy, sphere shaped top. Unscrewing it with her magic, Lyra took a cautious sniff.

And immediately felt her legs go weak.

This was it! This was the perfume! Oh Celestia, she thought, taking a long, deep whiff of the stuff. She could picture Bon Bon now, with those colored curls, standing so close to her as they shared a kiss downtown.

A hard spasm between her legs told her what she already knew: The stuff was turning her on like nothing short of Bon Bon herself nibbling her ears...

The thought sent a shiver down her spine as another spasm made her whole backside jump.

She needed to...alleviate, this problem.

Climbing onto her lover's bed, Lyra carefully dabbled some of the liquid onto her chest, where she could relax her neck and smell the hot scent while she got to work. Bon Bon would be none the wiser.

Screwing the cap of the bottle back on, she had a flash of inspiration. Using her magic, she started to roll the bottle's head around the edges of her twitching marehood, feeling the cool glass contrast with the heat she felt between her legs.

It made her coo with eagerness as she smiled, imagining Bon Bon playing with her in a similar manner. Sure, Bon Bon usually let Lyra service her, but those nights where she took care of Lyra first...

Pressing the head of the bottle gently against her winking cunt, Lyra gasped as she slowly slid it inside. Her and Bon Bon had plenty of toys, though honestly she preferred just pressing her hot snatch against Bon Bon's. It was something else, feeling the heat of Bon Bon's marehood pressed against her own, juices mixing as the winking stimulated their clits while they ground against each other relentlessly.

The thoughts were distracting, and before she knew it Lyra had shoved the perfume bottle three quarters its length into her. Pulling it back out slowly with her magic, she couldn't help but groan audibly as her body clung to the smooth sides of the bottle. She could feel the liquids inside it sloshing around, and it made her think of Bon Bon's tongue inside her.

Panting hard, she breathed deep the scent of Bon Bon's perfume, her heart and mind going crazy as she bucked her hips against the perfume bottle.

"B-Bon Bon," she moaned, loudly, knowing no pony could hear her, "Ah! Mmmm, yes!"

She couldn't help herself. She loved Bon Bon, more than any pony she'd known before. She couldn't imagine being without her these days, and the thought of her lover made her pant as she pleasured herself.

If only Bon Bon were here, right now, she thought, pushing the bottle almost completely inside herself, until she was certain it'd be stuck. Clenching her stomach, she forced it back out so she could get a grip on it with her magic. The feeling was intense, the slick sides of the bottle coated with her juice as she regained control and started pumping it in and out of her quickly.

"Bon Bon!" she moaned, tongue hanging from her mouth as her eyes glazed over, thoughts of Bon Bon riding her with one of their toys filling her mind. She could see her there, right in front of her, body thrusting against hers as she moaned, sharing a side of herself she only showed Lyra.

The thought made Lyra go faster, until she couldn't hold on any longer.

Her entire backside quivering, she climaxed, insides squeezing against the circular head of the bottle that still rested in the entrance of her marehood. Her muscles strained and pushed, throbbing against the now warm glass container until the head suddenly separated from the bottle, spilling some of the precious perfume onto the sheets of Bon Bon's bed.

Unable to react quickly due to her hot and bothered state, Lyra was slow to re-cap the bottle. When she did, the head of the bottle had to be pulled from her clenched snatch with magic, a loud, wet "pop" sounding as she finally relaxed.

"Bon Bon's going to kill me..." she whispered, unable to keep the happy tone from her voice despite the situation.

The bed sheets were soaked right between her legs, a large part of it the fluids that flowed from her during her private session. Some of it, though, was Bon Bon's perfume.

If she was lucky, Bon Bon wouldn't notice at the laundromat tonight.

When she was able to move properly again, Lyra wiped the bottle on the bed sheets and put it back in the drawer she pulled it from, before tearing the sheets from the bed and wadding them into a big ball with the other dirty clothes. Taking it to the large hamper they used for laundry day, she tried to bury it at the bottom. She'd have to try and sneak it past Bon Bon....


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She was loading the laundry in the laundromat quickly, even though she was by herself.

Bon Bon had stepped out to get some cold drinks for them, since the laundry room here was so unbearably hot tonight. Lyra was sweating just throwing stuff into the washer with her magic.

Lyra nearly jumped out of her skin as a cold object was pressed against the back of her neck.

Bon Bon laughed heartily, rubbing the cold can across Lyra's neck some more.

"What a reaction!" she laughed, "I bet it feels good though, huh?"

"MMmmhmmm," Lyra moaned, making Bon Bon's heart race.

"Lyra, try to contain yourself," she teased, pulling the drink from Lyra's neck and setting it on the table behind them, before seeing something in the laundry basket that made her frown.

"Are those my sheets?"

Oh crap.

Bending over, Bon Bon pulled the familiar looking cloth from the basket. Yep, those were hers alright.

"These weren't dirty," she started, before unrolling it and seeing a large, dark wet spot, "What the-?"

"Bon Bon, I can explain," Lyra started, sweat running down her brow as she tapped her front hooves together nervously.

Bon Bon took a cautious smell of the wet spot, not really sure what to expect.

She was hit with two very familiar scents.

One was her perfume; That nice kind she knew Lyra liked. Hot with a subtle sweetness, like cinnamon with a touch of honey.

The other was...well. Lyra had a distinct smell of her own, when excited.

She couldn't help but smile, as weird as that struck her.

"Bon Bon?" Lyra asked, voice wavering.

"So," Bon Bon said, tossing the sheets past Lyra and onto the washing machine, "You like going into my room and using my perfume for your own 'personal' needs, do you?"

"I-I can explain!"

"Don't bother," Bon Bon said, faking anger as she pushed Lyra against the washing machine and pressed herself against her lover, "I think it's cute."

"C-cute?"

Lyra was nearly bent backwards over the machine now, looking up at Bon Bon with confusion and...was that want, deep in her eyes?

Bon Bon couldn't help herself. Lyra loved her more than any pony had ever loved her before. So much that she'd masturbated to the scent of Bon Bon.

It felt good to be wanted so badly.

If felt...hot.

Bon Bon pressed her lips hungrily against Lyra's, making her yelp in confusion before she melted under Bon Bon's aggressive kissing and tongue play.

The two sweating, loving ponies continued their affectionate display without a care in the world. Right in the middle of the laundromat, where a number of dumbstruck ponies couldn't help but watch and be a little jealous of the love the two displayed for each other, among other things.